-Valley Springs
Truth and his crew in a cool fall forest; aimed at the chains, discs sailing freely, into the basket, the ching of perfect alignment.

Skipping was a game then and nature was an excuse.
Knowledge philosophized this way as the innuendo of life, love, and the shot for all glory were captured by the essence of each hole ahead. To think Rafino is still playing in the tea fields; a place where discs are thrown, never to be found again...

A hole in one to your eardrum!


James Brown - People Get Up And Drive Your Funky Soul